The grass is riz
I wonder where the flowers is!
Yes, that’s a real poem, but I don’t know the author ~ One of my professors, eons ago, recited it to the class just like that, and I’m sure she said who, but I don’t remember. Ah, well. It matters not.
It has been a traditional spring so far, and fascinating to the kitties ~ Hugo and Harlequin (mei mei) ~ as is the weekend traffic on our street. Not cars, so much ~ they’re not that interested in colored boxes going by, even with lights and sirens ~ but people, ah, that’s another thing entirely.
People watchers, these two ~ gotta love it 😉